June 2009
23 posts
Another preview
The best air conditioning in town.The Bambino, Aunty Maka, and me with the belly bulge on top of Koko Head. Indeed, I will be writing about my birthday a week after it’s happened. That’s just how my life goes. I’m busy, busy, busy. Some info, the Bambino, Aunty Maka, and I climbed up Koko Head. I started out carrying the babe on my back (my triathlete cousin borrowed the hiking...
Just 500 more...
I’ve only got 500 more page views to go until my first paycheck from Examiner.com. This is in no way to encourage people to just click on my Examiner page, mainly because I haven’t written any content this week (I’m so ashamed), but just an excitement post. So that means I need to finish reading the books I’ve been reading and either review them or incoporate what...
Kisses and keys
Cousin Kaitlyn giving the Bambino a kiss. Of course his mind is elsewhere, like how to escape from the 12-story tower with his toy keys.
"You kick the bucket and I'll swing my legs"
***I tried to edit and shorten this but this is as short as I could get this. Let’s hope all of you don’t have the attention span of a gerbel.*** A nice little drawing he did before we know that the Bambino was going to be a boy. He so badly wanted a girl. I’m quite thankful to have a little boy around since I know I wouldn’t be able to hang with playing dress-up and...
Preview
Just a little peak of how special my birthday was this past weekend. The Bambino with his cousin Kaitlyn. You won’t hear much come out of him except for a sneeze, which tend to amuse him. He’s quite the observant little babe. Anyway, it was so nice to see how Kaitlyn has grown the past two years. She’s still one of the happiest little girl I’ve ever met. Cute, ay?
The return of a (sort of) friend
Disclosure: This post deals with some sexual content but in no way does it contain graphic nature of any sort. Neither does it mean that I am sex, hungry single mom looking for a mate. It is a simple observation of what’s been going on with my life. If you do not wish to read about any sexual content then please do not continue. Bear in mind that it’s not that steamy of a post. Since...
Why I love the Bambino
All Bambino with a hint of mischief. He is the center of my universe. Everyday I wake up looking forward to a new day with my love. Everyday I look forward to the end of my work day so that I can race home to the babe and give him infinite amounts of hugs and kisses & tickle his cute little baby belly. He lights up my day when he goes off in his own little world of conversation and when...
I'm a deep water sailor just in from Hong Kong...
Photos taken in Rockport, MA, June 2007. You can find the originals here. The two pirates are memebers of the band, Moonship. I was quite lucky to be in Rockport that day, it really felt like I was in a sea shanty town. I still wish that I were a pirate. Can you tell that I thoroughly enjoy Picnik? It may be time to start a photo section in this joint.
Sick and every other synonym that goes with it
I don’t care if a woman has post-partum depression or doesn’t feel a connection with the baby growing inside of her. Once that baby is born a woman has a responsibility to seek and provide care for the infant. Whether if it’s in the form of adoption or seeking mental help - you do what you can to provide for that child! A woman should NEVER, NEVER kill a child born to her. ...
Pretty in pink
I took a picture of this flower during a day trip in Maine. That’s all I have to say about that. Before. After.
Reshaping the Times
I love newspapers! I love the smell of them. I love the sound of them when you open them up and do the newspaper fluff; kind of like how pillows are fluffed. I love the Sunday newspapers with all of the coupons. I love the daily newspapers with their hidden coupons. I love the travel, art, and international news. I even love the smudging and ink print after reading the newspaper through and...
Mother Nature
Run for the hills!!! After a year and a half of not receiving my monthly gift from Mother Nature I was getting used to the idea of not having to deal with it but………she’s back at it! I forgot what it felt like to have this happen each month and well I’d like to go back to forgetting. I’m exhausted even more now and I’m even more on edge. Yesterday I felt...
Snake dream
Last night I had a dream that a little, yellow snake was biting at my ankles but thankfully was woken up by the Bambino’s crying for boob before the serpent could dig his teeth elsewhere. So of course I Googled the possible meaning of having a snake in my dream and this is what I found: “as a general rule: to dream that you were bitten by one portends a period of struggle against...
1st Birthday Party Planning Part 1
Just after the Bambino was born. I can’t believe he’s reaching the O-N-E soon! I put “part 1” in the title because I’m sure I’ll be writing more about planning a first birthday party. Actually, this will be the first party that I will plan on my own. It’s pretty intimidating since it will be the Bambino’s first birthday party. So trying to figure...
Captain Jack the Booby Latcher!
Hoping that the Bambino won’t feel the need for therapy during his adolescent years or ever… Before being captured by the heathen, thievin’ pirates. After a few months with the milk wenches and gallavantin’ treasure hunters.What a boobaholic!
My latest Picnik
The photo was taken while I was in Boston at the arboretum in Jamaica Plains; my friend Jim took me there. In fact Jim took me to all of the cool places that I know in Boston…so thanks to you Jim! Before After. I just might be obsessed with the round edges and with Picnik for that matter. Check out what I do with a photo of the Bambino.
Mucus. Plug. Mucus Plug.
***Warning if you do not like the word mucus and plug in the same sentence and are not aware (& afraid) of the details involved with birthing then I would recommend you not read this post.*** Having sworn off coffee so that I can lose weight (I’ve cut off many other things and am incorporating exercise…just in case you thought I was a nutter who though that cutting off ONLY coffee...
Having a Picnik
Want to be able to edit your photos without having to purchase the oh so expensive Adobe Photoshop? Well, Flickr provides a great tool - Picnik. You can upload your photos and have all the fun you want with editing your photos…for free and without having to register! A commitment free photo-editing site! Who knew that existed. Though if you would like to use their premium tools then you do...
Viewers like you
It’s a lot of fun to see who’s looking at my blog, of course I don’t know exactly who each person is, I can take a guess from the location but I don’t know exactly who the person is. So no worries, your privacy and identity are safe here. I think it’s great that more and more people are checking out my & Aidan’s story and my random thoughts. The blog...
Fried
My brain is totally fried from everything that has been going on in my head. I can’t and don’t want to think anymore. It feels like someone has been shoving things into my head for the past couple of weeks. With the lack of sleep, cramming in reading, brainstorming writing ideas, budgeting, trying to keep with photographing, arguing with receptionists to get me an appointment for...
National Leave the Office Early Day
I doubt that I’ll be leaving the office early today but it would be nice to get to go home early. I could: Take out the chicken I was supposed to take out before I left for work today Fall asleep with my headphones on whilst I take a nap Pick up the bambino Go for a run Read That would be nice. What would you do if you left the office early?
Parenting Pink
I’d like to share this article that I found: Single fathers raising daughters: How to build a strong, meaningful relatinoship. It’s easy for me to forget that sometimes dads have to go at it alone. I thought I was in for quite the adventure with having to raise a son but a dad having to raise a daughter? God speed to the fella. We daughters can be quite dramatic and demanding but we...
My sanctury
Courtesy of Freepixels.com Yes indeed my idea of a sanctury are my headphones. I can tune out the world and listen to my music and fantasize of another world. On the days that I have Charles Mingus playing I imagine myself in a world where I sport a flapper dress (I am of course back to my high school weight) and go jazz club hopping in Chicago. Or when I listen to Modest Mouse I picture myself...
